Changing Her Dress


Changing Her Dress

I watched the Sweetgum change her dress,

From simple summer green,

To burgundy as deep and dark

And stunning as a dream.

She did it openly at that,

And flaunted all her charms.

A shameless hussy she became,

Stretching scarlet arms.

I stood in wonderment and watched.

She took no thought of me.

But flagrantly she daily changed.

Such flair I seldom see.

I watched that Vixen dance and sway,

And oh!  How glad I am.

Her vibrant robes, originals,

Not "off the racks", nor sham.

I watched the Sweetgum change her dress,

And wondered on my knees,

God loves me more than all the woods!

What lies in store for me!?

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